The Warner sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1885-1???, 1887-04-15

Il know it as well as you do or bet
ter"
"Then l am satisfied" said Morris.
"Good-bye, Old fellow, and may the
good Lord prosper you and yours
The other took his hand, and look
ing down at the ground, said;
"Good-bye Morris. Take my ad-
wee, and stick to the west. There is
a chance there for you. There is
none here, as you know, As for my
self, | am a good worker, and can
make n living where you would fail"
They parted good friends, and the
MOrrises started on their western
trip.
Il can't help feeling sorry for Blair"
said Dick to his wife. "He was always
so Otlish that | never knew what q
good fellow he was until we got to
trading. When We get settled and be
Gin to prosper. l shall try and per
suado him to come out and Join u.s.
And Dick ieil the weighty money
belt around his waist, and beamed
all over with good nature and graft.
tudc
The growth OF IrOnbOrO vas almost
magical. In the region arOundit moth
ing like it had ever been known.
When Blair found that big brown
lump he had found a fortune.
Blair was no ordinary farmer. He
had a head for affairs. He organized
a company and cOntrolledit. Capital
was obtained, and he controlled that
too. He was so strong-wlled and
~cloar-headed that few men were his
match. They recognized his gift Of
leadership, and yielded to him.
So IrOnborO vas laid out. A rail
road was built from it to one of tAe
main transportation lines. Furnaces,
rolling mills, steel works and kindred
industries were soon in full blast.
Stately structures OF granite and
brick were erected. In five years
IrOnbOrO was a fOurishing little city.
In ten years it was an important in
dustrial center. In fifteen years it was
spoken of as a metropolis.
So much prosperity had its natural
effect upon John BLAIR. Theron king,
as he was called, had always been cold
and uusympathetic, and his success
did not change him tor the better.
IL ~ ObANcb ia GALIL GN C4 ClSp
ped" said one OF his acquaintance in
speaking OF him, and his appearance
justified it.
If John Blair loved anybody it was
his daughter, a beautiful girl just
blooming into bellehoOd. She was
motherIess and perhaps this hadsome-
thing to do with her fathers tender
ness.
1t was to dream OF his daughter and
plan a birthday surprise for her that
the millionaire took a stroll on a quiet
Sabbath morning in the suburbs of
I]rOnbOro. He answered the
salutations of his fellow
townsmen with a curt nod and
proceeded on his way. He could not
afford to shake hands witha any human
creature unless he represented a cool
million at the very least.
On aud still onward the rich man
walked, until he was out OF sight OF
towers and steeples and mansard
roofs. But the unusual exercise
fatigued him and finally he threw him
self upon a moss-Covered rock in a
shady covert and gave himself up to
his thoughts.
Jennie would like this" he said, 81
must bring her out here. The very
place tor q summer resort"
Then he thought of his daughters
birthday, and his hard face softened.
What was that? 1t seemed like a
stealthy step in the bushes.
Blair glanced around him. His keen
gray had their old eagle like range,
oY1 4hnr- Annb - o,vapvrhs,r
at was something" he said as he
reclined on his elbow, and proceeded
to build more a~ir-castles for Jennie
and himself.
Another rustic among the dead
leaves. Was it somebody or was it
an animal. Theloneliness of the place
put Blair on his guard. He was abso-
lutely fearless, but as the Iron King,
he felt that it was his duty to take
care of himself. His apprehensions
however, il he had any, vanished when
he saw a gray-haired, feeble-looking
man, in tattered garments, emerge
from the depths OF the forest and
stand before him.
The newcomer paused and looked
Blair steadily in the face.
Move on commanded the latter.
The tramp did not stir. His thin.
yellcw faes here tth t193 lines OF oaTe and
suffering, and his garb showed that he
had travelled far, and had been expos
ed to ali sorts of weather.
'This is no place for tramps," said
Blair coldly, "you must move on"
John Blair!''
The millionaire started.
"Wh&t do you mean by addressing
me in that way?" he shouted. Leave
at once"